Chapter 187

Take a sip of soup first, and the taste buds on your tongue are immediately awakened by the soup with the taste of rice flour and ingredients.

Another piece of rice noodles ············· "

The loud and incomparable saliva sucking voice interrupted the brief speech.

When she looked back, she saw Murong Qiang, a handsome man of mixed blood with a height of more than 1.9 meters, black hair and blue eyes. His facial contour not only has the three-dimensional feeling of white people, but also has the soft lines of Oriental people, wiping his saliva with a handkerchief.

Seeing that Jian Yan looked at himself, he said solemnly with a little embarrassment, "I didn't mean to interrupt you. It's a flood of saliva."

In short, "...."

The rice noodles described in brief awakened Tang Zhen's appetite and made them all ready to move. It sounded so fresh and delicious.

"Master Jane!"

Suddenly, Josh shouted a brief word in a loud voice.

Several people were startled, including Jane.

She looked at Josh in surprise and wondered, "what's the matter?"

"Can you make us a rice noodle?"

In short, I think Josh is afraid to be broken.

Just think about it. He even asked her to eat.

"I'm afraid I can't eat rice flour. I guess it's not as simple as grinding rice into flour." Tang Zhen muttered.

Then, the conversation of several people was completely beyond the imagination of short words···

"I think it should be grinding rice into flour, just like flour, making rice flour and rice flour, and then rubbing them into sticks in the shape of strips." Luoyang hesitated.

Then···

Then the painting style is wrong.

"Such a thick stick!" Josh pinched his thumb and index finger into a circle and showed it to several people.

Murong was silent. "It's too thick. Chopsticks are almost as thick."

"It's still rough. It should be fine."

In short, "...."

Ah, hey, what's the matter with you guys?!

Even rice noodles didn't figure out what it was, so there was a heated discussion here.

Also grind rice into powder and flour, and then rub it into sticks. Chopsticks are so thick, thick ghost.

Whose rice noodles are so thick.

When Jian Yan looked at several people speechless like a psycho with a bright face, several people who fought over how thick the rice noodles should be looked at her at the same time.

"You say, how thick does rice noodles need?"

The short answer was to silently put his hand over his face.

Duanduan is sitting on the little golden faucet. The little milk cat affected by Jian Yan's emotion covers the furry cat's face with meat claws.

Lu Jinxiu, who is holding a holographic video conference with the imperial Ministry of foreign affairs, the Ministry of foreign affairs of Lingxi and the Ministry of foreign affairs of aktori to "promote the process of the Zerg market", glanced at the action of the little milk cat from the corner of his eye, and his smile flashed away.

"Lu, are you sure you're not kidding?"

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Lingxi foreign minister fixed his face and said seriously, "you should know that our civilization is earlier than you in studying Zerg, and your civilization can't compare with us in understanding Zerg.

You say Zerg are edible. OK, let's believe you.

But to promote Zerg and let Zerg enter thousands of families, we can't listen to your family.

We need detailed information and evidence to prove what you said. "

Lu Jinxiu, "I have detailed information and evidence..."

Bending his lips, he looked at Lingxi foreign minister and yakdoli foreign minister with cold eyes and said faintly, "I can give you these, but you have to know one thing. There is no free lunch in the world."